☠1 Head Batted In // Video // English☠

[meet_the_scout]

[The camera clicks on to reveal a figure, shadowed and slumped up against the side of a building. It's hard to tell who or what it is in the dark, head bowed and obviously not awake until it starts to mumble. Some sound like a whimpering creature, some sound like words. Others sounds are downright insulting, and somewhere along the lines of "yer

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[meet_the_scout]

...

[Scout just presses his headpiece closer to his ear to try and listen in. He thinks he heard something but- Oh. Maybe it was this stupid fancy radio thing here.]

Who is it? 'Ey, come in, thought I heard a chick or somethin', must be my imagination.

[meet_the_scout]

[He fiddles with the radio in his hand a little until he figures out what he thinks he's supposed to push to get his voice to go through, which is really just button mashing and probably sending annoying tones to the listener.]

...Na-jah? ...Sala...mama... Okay look Salami, I got no freakin' clue what's goin' on here or where the fuck I am. You got somethin' more t'tell me about this stupid stinktown asides from it having boogie men all over it? Cuz I ain't buyin' it. Killed? Naah no biggie.

[Video]

[pilot_princess]

[Because Gulliver wants to stare. I KNOW YOU!]

[Video]

[meet_the_scout]

WHOA Ugly! ...Pup. How'd you do that?

...Oooh, I get it, I get it! Pretty hot stuff here, Hardhat! TV in the radio? Nhn-iiiiice! So uh... Howdo I change the damn channel? Hello? YO HARDHAT? Harda' hearin', too?

[Video]

[pilot_princess]

[And Gulliver squeaks strangely at you. Aaaand soon enough a sleepy Anemone's popping into view.]

...the hell? Gulliver, who's the crazy guy?

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[meet_the_scout]

'EY! Who the fuck you callin' cra--

[daddyslilpyro]

[meet_the_scout]

[Sorry, Lucca. He doesn't know what he's doing with this thing yet, but he leans in. He seems to have noticed the tiny lens, not that he knows it. He tilts his head side to side, staring down at the thing.]

This thing even on? Hullo?

BLU Engy here!

[rocket_man26]

You fumble with that shit too much an' it'll break, boy!

I need a sentry here! Getting verbally attacked by kitty people!

[meet_the_scout]

Nah, really? Bet if I cracked it wit the bat it'd finally bust up a little. But Hardhat's stuff's pretty stur-- waitaminit, whoduh fuck are you? I keep hearin' a whooole lotta chattuh, but none of yous sound like my 'coworkers'. What the hell is this? Where am I?

I got yer sentry, spear sentry that is!

[rocket_man26]

Cid Highwind's the name, an' sorry slugger, yer a long way'away from yer buds.

Iiii wouldn't do that tho', damn kid's no @#$%'n respect fer technology!

That thing's called a comm-link an it's yer only communication t'anyone 'round here. Here be'n Discedo that is.

XD

[meet_the_scout]

Cid Highwind, huh? Easiest thing I heard so far. Samalami-something'er othuh...

Yeah yeah. So I can break crap easy. I'm s'pozto. [And he clinks his bat twice up against the heel of his shoe before lazily slinging it over a shoulder.] So? Tche.

Comm-link? So this thing'sa walkie talkie thing, right? Don't gotta get all fancy about it. I won't break it. Yet.

[Voice]

[quicktothepoint]

[You can tell that he's been laughing a bit.]

At least not everything about this place is a total bore.

[Voice]

[meet_the_scout]

No? You know somethin' about this place? You from aroun' here or what? I got no clue where the hell I am, buddy.

[same for the rest of the thread /lazy]

[quicktothepoint]

Pretty much the same you do, man. Apparently we're in Discedo - or whatever - and some scientists slapped chips into us to be part of their experiments.

So you can see we're in for a fun ride.

[meet_the_scout]

So whatcha' sayin' is... We're guinea pigs? What the fuck is goin' on here- RED testin' cosmetics on humans or somethin'?! Well screw that, I'm walkin' out! Which way t'the nearest road outta this dump? Fuck that, I ain't gettin' my lips exploded by tryin' on any a' their junk!